The Prize By Julie Garwood Novels & Stories

Whoever in our family can take the prize away will be the winner,'' Olivia replied. '' But it's not going to be Lucy. All of us know that very well,'' Julia said with a smirk. '' And why's that?''. '' Casuse she lacks the skill to win. You will see how we take the prize away in front of all of you,'' Gray said with a bit of pride in his words. Robin thought of it as somewhat strange.

The ball fell on twofold zero. The room got calm and afterward ejected in adulation as everybody except Sophie was siphoned to perceive what the prize was. Sally was amazed too however, when I got her attention, she shrugged. Sophie looked humiliated. The expression all over was gradually supplanted with her typical warm sparkle and I realized that whatever it was, she would be a great idea to go. The folks calmed down and Sally took the card, "Here it is young men. The best prize of the evening."

" The air went dead silent. Vanessa and Ryan both turned pale, trembling in fear. She took a step forward, seemingly still trying to argue. But the next second- Wham. My father furiously threw the documents at Vanessa, his voice cold to the bone. "Ms. Sloane, how much longer do you intend to lie?" Then he walked to the raffle box and picked up the slips of paper from the table. Prize one: Evan Russell's $300,000 year-end bonus. Prize two: Evan Russell's vice president position. Prize three: a public three-minute French kiss with CEO Vanessa Sloane. ... Crack.

'How else could he have won the prize? 'And it is a big prize like a presidential suite in a couple's hotel. 'So, is Julien really the chosen one? 'I canceled the reward, yet he won the prize and got the reward back in this way. 'Fate is so unfair. Why didn't I win a prize?' While Sydney was complaining, Julien had already picked her up and walked into the room. The night was very exciting for Sydney. Every time she opened her eyes, she saw a room full of "stars".

Please bring the redemption code to your local dealership to claim your prize. I stared at the screen in disbelief at first while Juliet gasped. “You won? You really won!” “Ruby, you hit the jackpot!” She grabbed me and shook me hard. Colleagues nearby gathered around us too. “What? Who won?” “Our sales manager, Ruby Jameson, won a car! It’s the latest Porsche model this year, and it’s worth 500,000 dollars!” “Oh, my gosh! She’s so lucky!” Cheers rose around us, and I felt happy as well.

98 million, the runner-up 980 thousand, and Sophie as the third place receiving 380 thousand. Ironically, those who won the awards were all wealthy people. When Celeste heard that Damon and Sebastian were going to receive prize money, she couldn't help but comment. People in their class usually tossed around more money than this prize without a second thought, yet they were fighting for it. Since she had cheered for Sophie with Sebastian, she felt thrilled when Sophie won a prize. As for Damon's horse, "Whisper Thunder," it wasn't her concern. "Hey, let me snap a photo of you," Sebastian said, noticing Celeste's excitement as he lifted his phone.

"Mr. Guller's really going all out. Makes my dinner invite look kinda cheap." Cole gave a sly grin. "I could always have Jordan send you the bill. Then you can say it's all thanks to the King Group's big heart." Helma chuckled, waving off the idea. "I'll pass, thanks!" Cash and prizes sure beat booze when it comes to lifting spirits. Especially when the prizes were expensive. After several rounds of drawing, nearly everyone had snagged a little box or two. The guy who won the car was beaming as he clutched the keys, a picture of pure bliss.

"Congratulations, Harriet Underwood! You've won a horse plushie. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!" Startled, I froze in place. A hint of impatience flickered across the emcee's face. She shoved the plushie into my arms and forced me offstage. The cheap plushie in my hands felt rough to the touch, and the price tag hanging on its back still read five dollars. I recalled what was written on the slip earlier and knew I hadn't misread it. I was about to go onstage to explain when thunderous applause broke out across the hall. "Congratulations, Katie Thorpe! You've won first prize this year—a three-day trip to Marosa!"

William began meeting Jennifer behind my back—more and more often. After each meeting, she would show up with something new: a piece of jewelry, a designer bag. Just like before, she pulled out a bracelet William had given her and flaunted it around the apartment. Lucy's eyes widened dramatically. "That bracelet—it's a limited-edition piece. There are only three in the world. Jennifer, who gave it to you?" Jennifer smiled, her expression layered with meaning. "Some people think they've tied down an untouchable prize… never realizing the prize has legs of its own."

“Yours was the best.” Her eyes widened. “Ma’am?” I nodded. “You heard me. Yours was the best.” A smile broke across her face instantly, while a few others clapped lightly. I opened my bag and brought out the cheque I had already prepared. “I promised that the winner would get something. Here’s a prize: five thousand dollars.” A louder murmur ran through the room as I slid the cheque toward her. She stood up so quickly her chair shifted behind her. “Thank you so much, ma’am.”